He is a Ranger of the North. His fellow Rangers, those he would call friends, are dead. Now, he has been branded a deserter and a thief. He only wishes to get back to his family alive. It is said that Fadis the Ranger stole something from the king. Now a massive bounty is on his head. But in particular, it isn't the sell-swords and bounty hunters that he should worry about. There is a powerful mage on his trail and this man cares little of a reward of gold. Only a few hours from his wife's embrace and his son's smile, will he, at last, be free from his past? Nothing ever remains the same and this Ranger is about to learn that. The hard way.

Two Master Wizards. A trickster god. A realm of monsters. Evurn just wants to be left alone. Fleeing from his old life he retreats to the far reaches of the barren Glacial Seas. Sitting with a warm ale in a tavern full of fishermen he thinks he is a step closer to his solitary life. But then walks in a strange wizard, a man that knows what he is, a man that requests his assistance… someone that will not take no for an answer. Embarking on a voyage that leads him to the realm of a god, Evurn is pitted against all manners of strange creatures as he helps the mysterious wizard, Lorlaam. But will they survive when the trials are not meant to ever be truly completed?

An ancient enemy, a broken creed, and two men with no more gold for ale... The war is over. Two veteran rangers wishing to drown their memories and curse the king that caused the bloodshed of so many of their brothers are a step away from living on the streets. After countless nights in the same smoke-filled tavern, a mysterious old man arrives at midnight with an offer the rangers can't possibly refuse. But what is supposed to be an easy task for extra gold will quickly reveal a dark plot with immortal consequences that neither of the rangers could ever expect. Good thing they’re good with their bows...

Shadows surround the dwarf kingdom of Harrodarr and war rages at its gateway. A siege has forced the dwarven army into a dangerous last stand and the outlook is grim for all within the mountain. But there is a chance for hope if they can grasp it fast enough. Nurocas is a Hammersong, one of the most elite of dwarven warriors renown for his fierceness on the battlefield. But now he has a new charge. A dwarf boy, chosen by their gods, must be escorted to a hidden refuge in the Far North. But they will be hunted by enemies both ethereal and of mortal blood. A genocide is rampant and all not of the blood of men are to be killed without mercy. Nurocas must move quickly to get the boy to safety but he will soon learn the world is far worse than even the dwarves understand and no one can be trusted.

Love knows no bounds. Two rival thieves guilds fight for control over a holy scroll of magic. For Millia, the leader of one of the guilds, this is her last chance to secure a life for her and her love. When a deadly attack sends them fleeing for their lives, they hold on to their hope in one another... Millia just has to get to the coast. But when a genie appears demanding the scroll and she refuses, he casts a spell on them. Waking in a world torn asunder, Millia and her love must escape the island before its imminent destruction but their old enemy has been hunting them and their escape will not be as easy as the hope. \This story can be read before or after any other story in this series\ A Tale of the Dwemhar.

If it worked, Fadis and the rangers would have a chance to win the war. If it didn’t, he wouldn’t be alive to see the end. But how do you kill that which isn’t really alive? Their enemy is innumerable. The vampires and their creations roam the lands of Northern Taria. The human and elves' war against the monsters is failing and now the living are being captured, twisted, and made into something... unnatural. Fadis thinks he has a way to finally reach one of the great vampire Queens... and he wants to put an arrow in her skull. But the best plans always have a way of backfiring. What will Fadis do when he finds himself alone in the lair of his enemy?

A forsaken quest, three old friends, and the camaraderie that unites them in their last true adventure. Jalin had his days fighting orcs in the southern lands. Now, he is a father and his old 'orc-slaying' friends are Masters, responsible for teaching the next generations of elves... But when the Shaman of Urlas needs them for a simple enough mission, they jump at the chance to get away even if just for a day... What they don't know, will soon haunt them. Nothing in their lands is ever as it truly seems and that secret is just within their grasp.

Who would worry about apples? Not a mere servant boy recently orphaned by strange circumstance. In fact, he would have no reason to have any question of why he is feeding apples to unicorns that he cannot see and the vast amount of children being brought in through the castle late at night. It is beyond him to worry about such things. If he is just a good servant boy he'll get fed and taken care of, never mind the cries he can hear from his room. Besides, it isn't his place. But what if he took the chance to look, to question, to try to be a voice for those that do not have one?

A Cat-Led Sword & Sorcery Story. Wynder is just your average tavern cat... But his friends think he is crazy. They claim he doesn't do anything but sleep and that his imagination runs wild far too often. He knows what he wants. His dream is to join the mythical Protectors, a guild of cats that protect all common animals from the darkness of the world. But how could Wynder ever hope of joining them? He's not big, he's not strong... and every person he knows tells him he could never do anything except chase mice. Everything changes when he meets a frightened goblin who begs for his life. In exchange, he offers Wynder a tip that can save the lives of countless kittens and even some of his friends. If he's fast enough. But it won't be easy. The goblins of the village underworld know how to deal with cats and Wynder won't have anyone to help him...